Your Shadow (megatron x Male OC)

Why Do You Hate Me So?

(Sorry I haven't been updating in long awhile, been busy with work.) (Third POV?)

Looking back now, Ashe realized that taking a hike- alone- though the woods hadn't been the best idea he'd ever had. Then again, Megatron would have been good company, that is if he wasn't talking with Knockout on something call Synthetic Energon.

Though Ashe has been seeing flashes of black and purple for weeks, no not the Decepticons per say but one in particular, Arachnid. It would always be when he least expected it, and in the weirdest places. Ashe had been 'dodging' and 'Staying away' from the Spider for awhile, after what she had threatened Ashe wouldn't think twice she wouldn't carry it out.

No matter the consequences. 

Ashe hated to be a bother to anyone and he didn't want to make something out of nothing. Some of the time Ashe would see the Spider glance his way when he and Megatron 'stumble upon' her in the hallways, though most were probably just hallucinating from Ashe's restless nights. This was what he had forced himself to believe. Ashe could barely sleep, something was keeping him awake, some twitch every now and then like the world was suppose to end.

That wouldn't happen....

                                                         would it?

(*I smell foreshadowing.*)

Ashe shook it off, he would fall asleep at almost random times, just simple collapse or take a snooze, mostly on Decepticon shoulders. It had been harder for him to sleep, after a few minutes Ashe would just wake up, and resume where he left off in his day. Ashe had realized a while ago that it was hard talking to people, Humans were dumb after dealing with an advanced robotic species, and he held no desire to be around them for longer than was necessary.

So Ashe had taken the weekend off from everything and decided to hike into the woody mountains to get some much-needed alone time. Now he was regretting it.

Somewhere behind him was his campsite- a little, two-person tent and a cozy campfire. Ashe had lost sight of it...

                                   why?

Because after running through the murky trees illuminated only by the fading twilight sky. Being chased by a crazy, spider-looking Cybertronian was not how Ashe  envisioned his peaceful weekend.

"Oh Ashe." a voice crooned from somewhere behind him.

He didn't let himself look back, it's always a bad idea or so horror movies make it out to be, instead Ashe was just pushing onward as the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. The trees practically flew past Ashe, and he wasn't even flying or using his faster speed, blurring together into one, endless mass of grainy, gray bark. His feet ate up the ground and covered a lot of distance as he tried to lose his pursuer.

Cursing his luck, Ashe skidded to a halt when he spied Arachnid perched on the top of a tree, gazing down at you. You took in a lungful of air and started in a new direction. "Using treetops is cheating!" Ashe cried over his shoulder, Ashe's unhappiness evident in his voice.

She chuckled, the noise echoing between the dense trees and seeming louder than it really was. "This is my game, sweet Anarchy. I make the rules, and there is no cheating." Ashe cursed her out in his head.

"Now run, cutie. I want to see those shapely legs of yours scuttling away from me!"

If Ashe hadn't been that much in his right mind, he would have turned around and swore vehemently at her. Now she was just being creepy...and not the good kind either. As it was, Ashe continued onward, hoping that he wouldn't trip over a root or the like and come crashing to the forest floor. Ashe has had many accidents like that before, he was near accident prone if not careful.